Cash Talk lyrics

[Verse]
(Yo, Pierre, you wanna come out here?)
Give a f*ck how you feel? No, n*gga, 'cause I’m feeling me (f*ck!)
I'm geeked, going out the top, canopy
I made her sync up my director's fee (Movie!)
Big guap, all my pockets lined with history (Racks!)
Iced out Cartis got bad b*tches greeting me (Oh, you see it!)
Live a rockstar lifestyle all on TMZ (Wah, wah, wah)
Ladies love LAFLARE, I’m just sayin' (Just sayin')
But, baby, you should pray to Jesus, I ain't save ya (Ayy, lets get it)
Pump your brakes, got two sticks on 'em just like a Nintendo (Sticks)
My n*ggas, they pull up and doot-doot-doot-doot in the Audi, extendo (At it, yeah)
You love 'em
Kissing and hugging, I play that lil' b*tch like a fiddle (I play her)
Pull up, black and green on the Porsche and it look like the Riddler (It look like the Riddler)
Got some slow head in the fast coupe, that's expensive
Made a movie with lil shorty, it got suspenseful (Movie, movie!)
Drip walk come from Paris, draw some expenses
Line it up, 30 clip all in my pencil (Doot-doot-doo)
(What in the Rob Kardashian do y’all n*ggas be thinkin’?)
I'ma pop my sh*t no matter who poppin’ (Pop!)
That lil b*tch pop it up just like a Ducati (Flare!)
Hit her from the back 'til she like, "Ooh, stop it!" (Ooh)
(Yo, Pierre, you wanna come out here?)
Damn, she f*ck me so good, I'ma go pay for her college
Ooh
Real-ass n*gga need real-ass b*tch
Ooh
She a vegan but she eat di*k (Eat it!)
Hol' up
She so cold I might freeze the b*tch (Ice, ice)
Bustdown look like freezer-burn on my left wrist (Ice)
Back again, back again
Lil Skate off the porch, Lil Skate got some Ms
Mob ’em up, tell 'em bring them buckets
Wash 'em up, tell the opps, f*ck 'em
Slime 'em out, call my slime Thugger (Slatt, ayy!)
Gunna, Duke, tell 'em round the troops
Dolly, Dora, Nechie, Lil Keed too
Anacondas, apes, I got the zoo